Cooking Up Confidence
Cela was about five months old at her first Calgary Stampede. Determined to sit on her own, and wear her Papa’s much-to-big cowboy hat she was the picture of joy in her Bumbo chair.
The GetJoyfull Blog follows my kiddos and me as we meet some of the faces behind homegrown food and spend time cooking together, all the while sharing helpful tips, tidbits and stories that will inspire you to Fill up on Family Time.
Cela was about five months old at her first Calgary Stampede. Determined to sit on her own, and wear her Papa’s much-to-big cowboy hat she was the picture of joy in her Bumbo chair.
It’s been a busy week, and this mama needs to rest, relax, and rejuvenate. The kids are playing, and I have a few minutes to breath, eat the dark chocolate I’ve been craving, and collect my cartoon-voice-free-thoughts.
We started GetJoyfull with the intention of getting families back to the dinner table. It has been our mission to connect with local businesses, growers and farming families to help spread the joy that comes with sharing a family meal. We have met some incredible food warriors along the way and our latest GetJoyfull adventure … Read more
As Canada Day approaches so many reasons I love this beautiful land are top of mind. Natural wonders, amazing cultures, and homegrown eats. Oh… and unrelenting politeness.
This week in follow-up to our recent GetJoyfull Food Trip out to Grey Arrow Farm we’re featuring some of the wonderful CSA programs in and around Edmonton.
Daily trips to the morning market, freshly grown produce straight from the backyard garden and carefully guarded family recipes shared for generations.
Mother’s Day is around the corner, and I’m excited to enjoy a sunny weekend with the blue-eyed wonders who call me Mama.
One of the fondest memories I have as a child was walking into GiGi’s house on a Sunday to the aroma of ‘Jiggs’ Dinner.’ Also known as “boiled,” or “Sunday dinner.”
Picky eating is a challenge that nearly all parents face. From kids who are so distracted with the promise of dessert they rush through dinner, to those who flat-out refuse certain foods — every single time.
I grew up in a community where you never really called ahead before you visited someone.